Chapter 147 Leave Professional Matters to Professionals
The moment it saw that familiar patch of grass, the image of Old Zhu having his head sliced off by a single sword flashed through the wild ox spirit's mind once more.
It passed by like a nightmare.
Now, which side was the dream?
Was it that he had just been dreaming, or was his current self actually in a dream?
But regardless of whether it was a dream or not, the wild ox spirit chose to reach out and grab the still-talking weasel spirit.
Its tone was serious: "Captain! There's an ambush for us in that patch of grass ahead!"
The weasel spirit, who was mid-sentence, froze and looked at the wild ox spirit. The other little demons also turned their gazes to the wild ox spirit with confusion.
The weasel spirit did not rush to refute. It looked at Niu Er for a moment.
Finally, it nodded lightly, its gaze turning to the rat spirit carrying a crossbow as it said sternly: "Crossbow, prepare!"
"Don't!" The wild ox spirit's hand pressed harder, causing the weasel's face to twitch from the pain.
The wild ox spirit said in a serious voice: "Run! We need to run, now!"
The weasel spirit endured the pain and bared its teeth: "Erniu! What's wrong with you! Is the ambusher's cultivation very high?"
"There's one who's incredibly strong! Old Zhu's head was sliced off with one sword!"
Hearing this, the wild boar spirit glared at the wild ox spirit and said:
"What nonsense are you spouting! All this muscle on Old Zhu's body wasn't grown for nothing!"
The weasel spirit ignored the wild boar spirit's rebuttal and asked calmly:
"Erniu, are you still stuck in a nightmare and haven't come to your senses?"
The wild ox spirit said firmly: "It's not a nightmare, it's real. Never mind that we can't win. As soon as we make a move, an absurdly powerful Golden Core True Person will arrive to kill us all, wiping out our forward camp completely."
The short lizard, who had been listening for a while, couldn't help but speak up:
"Erniu, from the moment I woke up, you've looked like you've lost your parents. You started spouting all this weird talk during training, and now an absurdly powerful Golden Core? If you really can't handle it, you should go back to sleep..."
"Stop arguing!"
The weasel spirit suddenly raised its hand to interrupt the two arguing, its gaze fixed on the grass patch as it said in a low voice: "The wind is tight!"
"Fire?!"
"Volley fire!"
Erniu did not even have time to stop them before the crossbow bolts were fired.
Two slightly familiar figures darted out once again.
It was still the man with the long sword, blocking the bolts.
The weasel spirit said the same line again: "Erniu, Old Zhu, Stinky Lizard, form the Three Talents formation and go!"
"Right!"
The wild boar spirit and the stinky lizard charged forward together again, but this time, one person was missing from the charge.
The dazed wild ox spirit stood frozen in place.
This was exactly the same as in the dream.
The man still said the same line: "I've said it before, how could there be an ambush here?"
The woman still replied: "Kill them first, talk later!"
The wild ox spirit suddenly came to its senses and shouted angrily:
"It's a tough one! A tough one!"
Unfortunately, it was not the weasel spirit, and the wild boar spirit did not listen to its words.
The wild boar spirit's head flew into the air once again!
"A tough one!!"
The weasel spirit's roar echoed through the night sky once more. Its words were naturally heeded.
It was the same familiar escape route.
Although it was not injured, its body ached terribly. Feeling as if it were about to die, the wild ox spirit pushed through the pain while sprinting and shouted:
"I told you! There's an ambush, we can't win this fight!"
The weasel spirit did not get entangled in this issue. It said sternly:
"Go back first! Notify the forward camp..."
The wild ox spirit remembered the terrifying Golden Core True Person and retorted loudly:
"We can't go back! There's a Golden Core following us! We can't go back!"
Although the short lizard had short legs, it ran on all fours when escaping, so its speed was not slow.
It looked at the wild ox spirit and shouted: "Give me a break! If there really was a Golden Core, not a single one of us would survive today!"
The wild ox spirit still tried to argue its case.
But in the end, nothing changed.
Perhaps it was poor at speaking, or perhaps there was nothing it could change to begin with.
The patrol squad still fled back to the forward camp in a single file.
The moment they stepped into the camp, before the others could react.
The wild ox spirit, burning with anxiety, shouted: "Run! A Golden Core True Person is coming soon!"
But soon, the reply came not from its companions, but from a terrifyingly cold voice.
"There's no need to run. I'm already here."
The wild ox spirit quickly turned around and saw that absurdly powerful Golden Core True Person standing in the air, his gaze icy, the long sword in his hand already unsheathed, its fluorescence flowing.
It stared at that Golden Core True Person, its eyes almost splitting from rage, and raised the sword in its hand.
With just a gentle wave!
A flash of azure spiritual energy passed by.
Everything fell silent!
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"Run!"
The wild ox spirit suddenly opened its eyes again.
"Erniu, had a nightmare?"
The wild ox spirit heard the weasel's teasing voice and looked over to see the weasel looking at it with amusement.
"Old Zhu was sleeping soundly, but you startled me awake with that shout."
The wild ox spirit turned its gaze again, looking at the displeased wild boar spirit.
Its head was still attached to its neck.
What is this... a dream within a dream?!
The wild ox spirit felt itself break out in a cold sweat. It had now watched that human girl's world-shaking sword strike twice.
Each time, it felt an extreme sense of powerlessness.
The weasel spirit stood up, felt for the long knife at its waist, and said calmly:
"Alright, it's about time. We need to go patrol the eastern plains."
The wild ox spirit shuddered: "No! We can't go! There's a human ambush over there!"
The lizard mocked: "Erniu, you're really useless. Look at you, scared by a mere nightmare."
"Quiet!" The weasel's face turned cold with a shout, then its tone returned to calm as it looked at the wild ox spirit and said:
"The pressure has been a bit high lately. You don't have to go on patrol today. Just rest well tonight."
The wild ox spirit said anxiously: "We really can't go! Our entire forward camp should be moved!"
But, no demon paid it any mind.
The weasel spirit did not say anything more, just calling for the other demons to prepare for their patrol of the eastern plains.
After waking up this time, the wild ox spirit felt the tearing sensation in its body become even more unbearable, but it still forced itself to keep up with the patrol squad's pace.
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The teahouse.
A water screen played out the wild ox spirit's every move in the dream in real-time.
This was one of Chen Baiqing's divine abilities, called Mirror Flower Water Moon.
The divine ability given to Chen Baiqing by the system was hard to associate with a divine ability by its name alone, and it was different from the imagined bewitching and enchanting name.
Chen Baiqing's divine ability was called—the Art of Sky Concealment.
Its name's grandeur could be said to be the highest so far.
And its effect, at certain times, was absurdly powerful.
Chu Xingchen did not have Chen Baiqing's [Bewitching Sky Demoness] attribute, but when he used it, the effect was also remarkable.
It wasn't just Chu Xingchen and the others watching. The still-living weasel spirit and the snake demon that had been skinned were also watching.
Chu Xchen took a light sip of his tea:
"I know that this stupid ox revealed everything in just one dream. It truly knows nothing."
"But neither of you are stupid."
"Is the one who is truly trapped just this stupid ox?"
Chu Xingchen released the body-binding spell on the two demons' throats.
The scene fell into a slight silence.
The snake demon glanced at the wild ox spirit in the Mirror Flower Water Moon, who was now on its fourth cycle and somewhat hysterical. Its psychological defense quickly collapsed as it said:
"I'll confess! I'll tell you everything I can!"
Damn it, it would be better to just die!
Chu Xingchen casually immobilized the weasel spirit that had not yet spoken, then nodded lightly: "Yingling, record this."
Putting down his teacup, Chu Xingchen walked to the window and looked out at the common people in the heavy rain, still transporting supplies to the front line.
No matter the level of the conflict.
Ordinary people were often swept up in it without a choice.
But sometimes, being swept up was also an option the ordinary people chose for themselves.
Chu Xingchen was not interested in listening carefully to the interrogation behind him.
He quietly tapped the windowsill and waited.
After a short while, Li Yingling finished the interrogation and hurried to Chu Xingchen's side to report:
"Master..."
But before she could speak, a letter appeared in Chu Xingchen's hand. He interrupted her:
"Look at this first."
Li Yingling took the letter with some confusion and opened it to read.
Soon... she discovered that the intelligence she had painstakingly extracted was written in even greater detail in this letter.
And this intelligence was just an insignificant piece of information in this letter.
Chu Xingchen said with a light smile:
"Master will teach you another lesson. Professional matters should be left to professionals."
"Even if you are a genius."
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